They say my dreams in shambles

Maybe that's why I ramble

They say that I could be great

Maybe one day that will be my fate

They say that you can move mountains
with your voice

Maybe I need more faith to conversate
and let them do their thang

They said you can spew fountains, levitate

Maybe someone can relate, elaborate.
Inspire faith.

Inside my brain
The huge muscle
Wanting to hustle
Wanting to move
Wanting to be.

But cannot move
Cannot truly see.

Stuck with no grove
Lost and out of moves.

What can we do?
Oh, what can we do?

Until days I just dream,
haze and sleep.
Caught in a slumber

Phantasm, I thirst and I hunger

Dream for more
More and more

The thoughts in my lake
overflow
The thoughts flood my lake
overflow

Over and over

Drowning the sower
So I lay awake

Cursed to live tomorrow, drowning with thoughts
been drowning in sorrow

Ay I sit still with that smile on my face,
unable to move the muscle,
just laugh off the herbal tonic
and wait, one day my fate
will be made, fulfilling my duty becoming
elite as I sing through the thoughts
on a page of a lot of memories ill plot
and maybe fail or not.